Chapter 25
“You’re saying you want a parking garage here?”
Martin Collier was a no-nonsense kind of guy. Brady had called him the day before and asked him to come to Holiday Hills from the neighboring town of Jackson to take a look at the parking lot project. If they moved forward with the parking garage, Brady wanted to make sure he got quotes from more than just Mayor Jenkins’s dad.
“I know it seems odd,” he said, watching the older gentleman, dressed in a flannel shirt and jeans beneath his heavy, camel colored work coat, “but, yes, we are thinking about erecting a parking garage right here.”
Martin looked around for a few moments before he said, “Well, you wouldn’t have much room for actual parking if you did that. Do you know what the measurements are on the entire lot?”
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